Several of their sects have had good relationships with Fengyun Sword Sect for generations, and they have a good personal relationship with Chen Wanqiao, so of course they are not unfamiliar with Kuxinya.

"It seems that Luo Yun was caught in a bottleneck before, so he should have come to this Kuxin Cliff to stay in seclusion and cultivate his mind and look for opportunities to make a breakthrough. He was accidentally hurt like that." Elder Wu nodded and said.

"No, this Kuxin Cliff is so desolate that birds and beasts are hard to find on weekdays, let alone any monsters. Where did the monster that seriously injured Luoyun appear?" Sect Master Qiu said strangely.

"Ah... Help..." As soon as the words fell, a shrill scream came from the valley ahead.

Everyone's faces changed and they flew forward faster. Soon, they came to the top of the valley.

In the rocky valley, a young man covered in blood was running for the death to escape. Behind him, a hideous monster crawled and chased him reluctantly.

The monster was covered with scales, with thick, short and powerful limbs, and a wide mouth with sharp teeth. It was very similar to the beast soul that Gu Fenghua had previously forced out of Shen Luoyun. It was the seventh-level monster Tianshen Crocodile, but the row of spikes on its back, which was nearly a foot long, was completely different from the known Tianshen Crocodile.

And its strength is obviously as simple as the seventh-level monster.

The young man in front of him flew desperately, with nine blue holy beads flashing between his eyebrows, which was obviously the cultivation level of the ninth grade Xuansheng. The Tianshen Crocodile was limited by his talent. No matter how strong his strength was, he was no better than the threshold of a seventh-level monster. Compared with the human saint master, it was at most the sixth grade Xuansheng. How could he force a saint master of the ninth grade Xuansheng to be like this?

What's even more terrifying is that its speed is far greater than the known Tianshen Crocodile. With the cultivation level of the young saint master Xuansheng Ninth Level, he could not shake it away. As he chased him, the Tianshen Crocodile kicked his two hind feet and rose up in the air and opened his bloody mouth towards the saint master in front of him!

The young saint was covered in blood and was obviously not seriously injured. How could he be able to withstand such an attack from the Sky-Swallowing Crocodile? What's more, this is not an ordinary Sky-Swallowing Crocodile at all.

Hearing the wind behind him, the young saint suddenly looked back and saw the bloody mouth that was enough to swallow him in one mouthful. In horror, he staggered to the ground!

"The evil beast seeks death!" Seeing that the disciple was about to die under the huge mouth of the Heaven-Swallowing Crocodile, Chen Wanqiao stabbed his sword.

Originally, he was a powerful man of the fourth grade of Tiansheng. In anger, the power of this sword exceeded his own cultivation and was chasing the fifth grade of Tiansheng.

Although the Tianshen Crocodile was covered with rock-like scales, how could it stop Chen Wanqiao's anger from repaying the angry one. "Chi", the cold sword tip pierced the body of the Tianshen Crocodile, nailing it to the ground. It raised its head and let out a scream.

The personal story was that the disciple almost had a life of his life, and the disciple in front of him was also hung in a thread. Chen Wanqiao was so angry that he would not show mercy. He held the hilt of the sword tightly, and the holy energy of the fourth-grade Tiansheng poured into the body of the Tianshen Crocodile like a flood. "Bang bang bang bang bang..." A muffled sound came from its body, and blood clots continued to gush out of his mouth. It was obvious that all the five internal organs and six internal organs were shattered.

The Heaven-Swallowing Crocodile collapsed weakly, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Zhian, how are you?" Chen Wanqiao then put away his long sword and asked the young disciple with a worried look on his face.

This person's name is Fang Zhian. Although his strength is better than that of Chen Luoyun, he is also the best among the younger generation of Fengyun Sect.

"Be careful, Master!" Fang Zhian was so scared that he lost his soul. He came to his senses when he heard Chen Wanqiao's voice, but did not answer his question, but shouted suddenly.
Chapter completed!